 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 sidor
...our living clay. XL. He has outsonr'd the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not a^atn; From the contagion of the world's slow stain lie is secure, and now can never mnurn A heart... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 sidor
...our living clay. XL He has outsonr'd the shadow of our night ; Knvy and calumny, and hate and pain, ts and precipices gray, Aud hanging crags, many a cove and bay. And whilst the out ; Krom the contagion of the world's elow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown... | |
 | Alexander Whitelaw - 1833 - 448 sidor
...our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men must call delight, Can toucn him not and torture not again; From the contagion of the world's stow stain He is secure, and now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain ; Nor,... | |
 | 1840 - 974 sidor
...our living clay. " He has outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight Can touch...mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain. in the thought. It is less repulsive than metaphysics, and yet vague enough for all purposes of mystification.... | |
 | Alexander Whitelaw - 1835 - 460 sidor
...night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men must call delight. Can tour, i him not and torture not again ; From the contagion of the world's slow stain He is secure, and DOW can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 sidor
...living clay. • XL. He has oiitsoar'd the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumnv, and hate and pain. And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch...now can never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparklets ashes load an unlamenled... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1839 - 408 sidor
...outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy and ealumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miseall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again ;...contagion of the world's slow stain He is secure, and now ean never mourn A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has eeased... | |
 | 1840 - 708 sidor
...our living clay. " He has outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate and pain. And that unrest which men miscall delight Can touch...vain, Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn. " He is made one with Nature ; there is heard His voice... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 396 sidor
...our living clay. XL. He has outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny, and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch...world's slow stain He is secure, and now can never mouni A heart grown cold, a head grown grev in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has ceased to burn,... | |
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1840 - 402 sidor
...From the eontagion of the world's slow stain He is seeure, and now ean never mourn A heart grown eold, a head grown grey in vain ; Nor, when the spirit's self has eeased to burn, With sparkless ashes load an unlameuted urn. He lives, he wakes — 'tis Death is dead,... | |
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He has outsoared the shadow of our night. Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again. 
